"Surveillance and guardianship, there is only one word."

Ye Xiuyan smiled slyly, implying a deep meaning: "If he has the heart to protect you, he is guardianship, if he has no intention, he just simply completes the task assigned by your mother, that is surveillance." ”

"Monitor!"

Lin Fuxi did not hesitate at all, and replied categorically: "I am 200% sure that it is surveillance, he has no intention of protecting me at all, every time he makes a mistake, he will report to the mother, and the mother emperor has not seen him intercede when he punishes me." ”

"Perhaps, what you see may not be the truth."

Ye Xiuyan's smart black eyes flashed a hint of cunning, and she smiled and lit her up: "Some people are not good at showing their concern on their faces, but silently guarding them. ”

"Compared with those hypocrites who are different from the outside, they are more trustworthy, otherwise, your mother will not deliberately choose him to become your guardian."

"Just him?"

Lin Fuxi looked disgusted: "He is still a guardian? Oh, he doesn't secretly pit me, I'm Amitabha. ”

"Oops."

Ye Xiuyan smiled helplessly, and no longer teased her: "If you don't believe it, forget it, I won't waste my tongue anymore, so as not to make you complain, I look at outsiders, not you." ”

"Sister Yan, let's not mention him, let's talk about something else."

Lin Fuxi waved his hand in disgust, taking the opportunity to change the topic.

"Okay."

Ye Xiuyan listened attentively: "Didn't you say that you want to remind me to pay attention to someone?" Who the hell is it, don't sell it. ”

"White Ice."

Lin Fuxi's face changed in a second, and his smiling expression disappeared, revealing a serious expression that could no longer be serious.

Ye Xiuyan looked at her quite amusedly: "He is also Prince Rong's righteous son?" ”

"That's right."

Lin Fuxi bowed his head, and then said: "He is the youngest of Brother Cheng's four righteous brothers, the most knowledgeable, the coldest temperament, the highest mana, and the most difficult to get along with. ”

"White ice?"

Ye Xiuyan's eyes flashed, thoughtful: "This name is a little familiar, I seem to have heard it somewhere." ”

"He used to be the first son in the world, and now he is the first assistant, Ji Liuyun, and the proud protégé of Lord Ji."

Lin Fuxi pretended to have a deep face, and threw a bomb seriously: "It is also the new dean of the Imperial Academy after his resignation." ”

"Oh, I remember."

Ye Xiuyan slapped her head and suddenly realized: "I said that this name is familiar, it turns out that he is the dean that Sister Qiaoyan once joked about, people are as cold as ice." ”

"Uh-huh, yes, that's him."

Lin Fuxi agreed, and nodded vigorously: "This description is too appropriate, Brother Bing is the same as his name, cold as an iceberg, and it will not melt for thousands of years." ”

"There is no noble lady in Kyoto City, dare to touch this kaolin flower, ordinary people close to it within three meters, will be eroded by the cold, some people do not open their eyes, delusional to flirt with beautiful men, will be frozen into ice sculptures, dismantled eight pieces."

"Huh."

Ye Xiuyan listened to the music, smiled and quipped: "Is it so exaggerated?" Could it be that he is an ice-attribute spiritual root with his own cold aura? ”

"Correct."

Lin Fuxi slapped her thigh and gave an exaggerated thumbs up: "Sister Yan deserves to be the top of the county exam, she is unparalleled in intelligence, and she can be selected in one guess." ”

"Huh?"

Ye Xiuyan almost burst out laughing: "Really? ”

"It's a coincidence."

Lin Fuxi was full of emotion: "Brother Bing has a word for ice in his name, and the transformed spiritual root is also an ice attribute spiritual root. ”